There’s a lot of hooey going around about Thanksgiving. It’s now a simple precursor to the consumer orgy that has become Christmas; it’s an excuse to eat too much and drink too much; it’s a day off from work; it’s the annual “suffering of the relatives” for some people I know (not me); it’s- well, you get the idea.

Gratitude means “the quality of being thankful”, which is all well and good, but who gets to define what I should or shouldn’t be thankful for? The media? The merchants? The churches? The family?

Personally, I think gratitude is simply honesty. Gratitude is looking with appreciation at the reality of my life and seeing the webs of goodness that hold it together. Gratitude is an honest encounter with reality that is open to wonder, curiosity, joy and surprise. Gratitude, for me, is just appreciation that is given the time to look.

That means I get to define it.

I wish you all a wonderful Thanksgiving.